A/N: Many of you have asked me to turn The Notebook film into a SQ ff, so- here you are! :) the first chapter that I hope you enjoy and fall in love with along this journey. I'm no Nicholas Sparks, but let's see how I do. For any of you interested in a more humorous story, I am also writing Ocean's 8 into a story! So feel free to check that out. Happy reading!

Prologue

Love can make a single heart beat like a wild drum. It makes all the difference in the world and lasts a thousand lives lived.

Sometimes, you meet the love of your life in the most unexpected time, in the most unexpected place.

You don't always click right away, yet sometimes you do.

This is a love story unlike no other. A love story that experienced it all and survived it all.

The love story of Emma Swan and Regina Mills…

Chapter 1

An elder woman stood near the window of her bedroom, staring out into the sunset, wondering why this all had a feel of familiarity to it.

She couldn't help the feeling of feeling lost, forgotten, and maybe a little out of place. There was a part of her missing that she wasn't sure what it was. But she knew it was missing.

"Regina, dear," a gray haired woman called out to her, standing in between her parted doorway. A kind smile on her features. "We're having lunch in a few minutes. Why don't you come on out and get some fresh air?"

"Fresh air?" She asked, rotating her body so that it was facing the gray haired woman before her.

Regina as the woman was known, had gray, shoulder length hair herself. She always liked wearing fancy clothes. She settling for an all blue skirt and suit jacket today. Where did she get them? She wasn't sure. But they were hers. Of that she was sure.

But of leaving the comfort of her room- she wasn't sure of.

"Oh… I don't know," Regina shook her head.

"Oh, come on, now, dear," the woman smiled, quickly frowning upon seeing the brunette hesitate. She turned to another older woman that stood beside her. "I'm sorry. I don't think it's a good day today." She said apologetically.

"Hello?" Regina called out, looking over her shoulder upon hearing the other woman speak in a whisper to someone. She might be elderly, but she still had excellent hearing in her.

The third woman who was hiding just outside the opened door, stood in view, a kind smile on her wrinkled lips, her hair a silver gray, but tied back in a bun, a book resting in her hands.

"This is Emily," the woman instructed Regina. "She's come to read to you."

"Read?" Asked Regina, her head slightly tilting off to the side.

"Come on, dear- you'll like her. She's very funny." The kind woman smiled an equal smile as Emily's.

It took a little more convincing, but Regina did like being read to. She wasn't sure why, but being read to made her feel at home. She knew this wasn't her true home. Somehow, she just knew. And she wasn't sure why, this woman- this Emily- made her feel a sense of peace and familiarity.

The outside patio was spacious, green grass surrounded her and the other woman as they walked along near some outdoor benches.

"Would you like to sit here?" Emily asked her kindly, pulling out a chair for her to sit once Regina nodded before taking a seat before her, book in hand.

Regina watched the woman holding her book in front of her. It was a navy blue hardcover book, fairly thick with a red silk string for a bookmark. She watched as the woman before her placed her reading glasses on before opening the book up to the first literature page.

"Alright…" The woman sighed with a smile to her face. "I think you'll love this story. It's one of my favorites." She smiled once again, not at all being a stranger to the unknown frown on Regina's lips.

"It was a hot summer day in the town of Storybrooke…" The woman continued reading. "When Regina," her eyes looked up at her, as if waiting for some kind of reaction but still waiting patiently. "And Emma met and fell madly in love."

"Storybrooke?" Regina's head tilted slightly, the name of the town sounding familiar.

"That's where they met," Emily smiled, a twinkle in her green eye. "June sixth, 1940…"

June 6th, 1940

Regina had it all. She was young, beautiful, with hair as black as the night sky and vibrant. With big dreams to please her family and make her future brighter. She was just seventeen years old that summer her father decided they would rent a house in the small town of Storybrooke, Maine for a getaway and a family vacation.

She was more than happy with the idea. She had visited many places before, but never somewhere as small as the town of Storybrooke.

Being born a New York native, studying over time and spending all of her time with her family, she was ecstatic.

Their mansion was at 108 Mifflin St. and it was away from the rest of the town, followed by a long dirt road that led out straight to it, after you drove about a few minutes out into a long concrete road. It was a two story mansion, white with a black roof and a black front door and black shutters. She absolutely adored it. The dining table was big enough to seat about twenty people. The inside was all made entirely of hardwood, dark oak.

She was looking herself over in the mirror, deciding if not she should wear her choice of dress for that evening to the town's fair. Her choice being in a simple light blue dress decorated with white daisies all over. Her hair was shoulder length, silky black and held back behind her ears by a couple of hair pins that went unnoticed given they were the same color as her hair. Her shade of lipstick was a choice of ruby red. She loved that color on her.

On her way into town, she had met a really nice girl named Kathryn. They instantly became friends, and Kathryn was amazed to see someone as pretty as Regina come into her small town. Especially with some rich friends of her own. Kathryn had never had a rich friend before.

The fair was big for a small town fair. This was the very first outing Regina had been granted by her mother and father ever since their arrival, she wanted to try every ride that night.

Her first choice? Bumper cars.

Kathryn drove one, while she rode another, and Daniel- a boy she came to know well and whom her mother loved drove the other.

She kept getting bumped into time and time again by Kathryn but didn't care. She laughed so hard every time she felt that bump. This was bound to be the perfect summer of her life.

An eighteen year old boy with a cleaned shaved face, a white shirt with its sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and a pair of old trouser braces, with old worn out light brown colored pants, and a tan colored newspaper hat on his head, found himself tossing a hard ball at a set of tin cups, knocking them all in one go.

"You get a prize!" A bearded man handed him a small stuffed sheep toy.

"Alright!" He cheered, showing it off to one of his companions for the evening. A blonde, seventeen year old girl with green eyes, dressed not at all like a girl, but with the same clothes as him, only she decided to go with a navy blue colored shirt for that night.

"Kathryn's going to love this!" The boy smiled, glancing down at the prized toy. "Take note, Em. Always get your girl cute gifts. They eat that right up."

The girl smiled quite shyly as they walked along to the bumper car ride, her hands stuffed inside her pockets. Which one of them had a hole inside. She kept meaning to sew that up, but kept forgetting.

'Always get your girl cute gifts.' If only. She loved the idea of having a girl she could call her own. This was her long kept secret that wouldn't be acceptable or viewed right by anyone in this town if they knew. Her friend, Graham, knew, and swore never to tell a soul. His girlfriend Kathryn knew- who also swore never to tell a soul. And she was thankful for that. Her father, whom she lived with and was her only family loved her and accepted her as she was. Only his best advice was to keep it under a rug.

Lucky for her, she had seen plenty of pretty girls in her day, but she had never come across one that made her heart flutter and her stomach tickle with thousands of flapping butterflies all at once. That one girl that made time stop and slow down as their eyes met. So they say, that's what you feel when you experience true love for the first time.

That was until she saw the most beautiful girl her eyes ever had the pleasure upon seeing that night.

There she was… Riding a red colored bumper car, breaking into a fit of laughter every time someone would bump into her. Their eyes didn't exactly meet in that precise moment, but she knew just by the sound of that rich laugh that filled her ears- she was the one.

"Who's that girl with Kathryn?" She asked her friend Graham.

"That's Regina Mills, she came in for the summer with her family. Her dad's got more money than God." Graham replied, smiling and waving at Kathryn as their eyes met from across the ride. "Hi, honey!"

"Hi, Graham!" She waved back.

"Look, I won you a prize!" He flashed the stuffed sheep, sitting it upon the barrier that divided the audience between the cable car filled floor of the ride.

"Oh! Honey- thank you!" Kathryn exclaimed, blowing her boyfriend a kiss.

Regina Mills. She was her true love. The girl knew it- she felt it. Why? Because upon landing her eyes on her rich smile, the sound of her beautiful, breathtaking laugh… Time stopped and slowed down all at once. Her heart fluttered inside her chest and her stomach tickled with endless flapping butterflies. A tiny smile stretched across her lips as she couldn't stop staring at the beautiful, elegant looking brunette riding that red bumper car. Her mind taking a mental picture that became engraved in her heart for all eternity.

She had to meet her.